Things that bug me

I'm in a really bad mood today, so instead of trying to write something upbeat to get my mind out of this annoying sludge that seems to be dragging me down, I've decided to vent about some things that have really bugged me recently.  Maybe getting this stuff off my chest will make me feel better.  Or not.  We'll see.

Thinking someone is talking to you when they're really talking on a Bluetooth
First of all - I can't stand these bluetooth things to begin with.  The only time they make sense is when they are used as a hands-free device for talking on the phone while driving.  What really bugs me are these people who walk around with these things hooked on their ears 24/7 as if they can't stand the thought of missing a single phone call.  The worst offenders are these people . . .

I mean - come on dude, the headset does not impress the ladies - take the damn thing off!!!  Other annoying bluetooth users are dads at their kid's soccer game and women who go to Wal-mart and push their shopping carts around very slowly while blabbing away on the stupid thing. 

Anyway - recently I've noticed that a lot of my patients' caregivers have these bluetooth devices super-glued to their heads while they are on the job.  When I say caregivers I'm referring to nursing aides who have been hired from an agency to care for a patient for a certain number of hours in their home.  In the past many of these aides already had the annoying and unprofessional tendency to talk on their cell phones the ENTIRE time I would be working with a patient.  I'm sure that after I left they continued to talk on their cell phones for God knows how long.  These same caregivers also tend to watch The Price is Right and Days of our Lives with the volume turned way up with no obvious concern as to whether the patient wants to watch these programs or not. 

At least twice now in the past week I've been having a conversation with a caregiver when all of a sudden they will start babbling in a foreign language.  After a moment of confusion I'd realize that they were no longer speaking to me, but to some other person on the other end of the IDIOTIC bluetooth that I had not been aware of.  This one caregiver in particular sits on the couch without moving and mutters into her bluetooth the entire time I'm exercising with the patient.  She seems annoyed when I try to draw her attention to the exercises that I am supposed to be teaching her how to do with the patient, nods her head as if to say "yeah, yeah, I know how to do that" and then continues muttering into her headset. 

Ugh.

Fleas: The Invisible Enemy
These stupid fleas have raised my stress level a few notches this week.  Last week we had a pest control company come out to spray the heck out of these little buggers.  All our animals were bathed yet again at the vet's office - they have never been cleaner.  Yet I STILL see them scratching from time to time and today I found evidence of flea poop on my bed.  Yes, you read that correctly - FLEA POOP on my bed.  Nasty.

This is how I feel!!!

The only solution after spraying the house and dipping the pets is to vacuum, vacuum, vacuum.  Oh, joy.  Nothing like continuous vacuuming to take all the joy out of our recent purchase of the Dyson vacuum cleaner with the mega-suction.  Not only do we have to vacuum until we're ready to keel over from sheer exhaustion, but we also have to move the furniture every time we vacuum to make sure we have sucked all the flea eggs from all the possible crevices where they may have been deposited.  I don't know how anyone EVER gets rid of fleas.  It seems impossible. 


Ugh again.


Ok - enough venting.  I do feel better now.